She gives me everything I had been needingThe crazy bit of reason I was looking forGiving me joy, giving me sorrowMaking me remember there is no tomorrowThe crazy bit of reason I was looking forFar down on a hill by a bay in the stillOf a cool clear morning she came to meShe didnât say a word, and all that could be heardWas her breath as it jumbledThe harmonyA morning in June with a pale sinking moonHoping and believing it was meant to beSoft sweet cries and Mediterranean skiesHolding what we knew of infinity